Unhappiness is a dangerous thing, like carbon monoxide. You don't smell it, you don't taste it, it's formless and colourless, but it poisons slowly. It seeps into every pore of your skin until one day your heart just stops beating.

A little bit of suspicion is a dangerous thing; a drop from a pipette of poison into a bucket of otherwise clean water.

People aren't often asked to make life or death decisions. There are no causes to die for. You can go through life never knowing which of your friends would really come through for you

I think women sign on for some ideal when they get married, and when they realise they haven't got anything close to what they want, they bury their disappointment.

Discontented women are like pressure cookers. The steam rises and one day they just reach boiling point.

Children expect their mothers to love them, no matter what. Those who don't get this tend to feel cheated the rest of their lives.

You don't need to know what you're escaping from to become a fugitive.